I looked down – my cock was so hard and my bell end swollen and shiningly tight – if I say so myself, it was looking good. I straightened up and left. As I turned the corner I saw her a little way off with hubby tugging up her running bottoms – clearly arranging herself – hubby, none the wiser. I sorted myself out quickly. I had one of those hard-ons when you feel the slightest of touches would cause you to shoot your load – but I was determined to get this ragingly hard cock into that dripping, soft cunt.
I pulled at my belt, trousers, pants and freed the beast. And how was I going to sort that out?
She took a quick peek over in the general direction of hubby, making sure he couldn’t see us, then bent and slipped her shoe, trouser leg and knickers off one leg over her foot. I moved to the side so they could pass and get back to taking pics. No sign of the ‘rear’ But then I twigged, clearly he was keeping some form of guard. I walked through the woods and as I was coming to the edge noticed hubby on his own, looking awkward. She stood upright, and I got an incredible view of her arse. And what a sight it
